<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:12:32.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shades-of-gray</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-4199979952095281932</id><published>2010-08-04T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T01:13:11.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Try try try...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/TFkd7gY1XxI/AAAAAAAABKg/cdaWDU20S50/s1600/markettoys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/TFkdG6xCT8I/AAAAAAAABJw/1Dt9MZFcyfs/s320/rockafount.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501460424501120962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/TFkdGdOZ3KI/AAAAAAAABJo/0suL04hYfPg/s1600/DSC_2358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/TFkdGdOZ3KI/AAAAAAAABJo/0suL04hYfPg/s320/DSC_2358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501460416571235490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/TFkdF3JOsEI/AAAAAAAABJg/aKColm6NygE/s1600/balls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/TFkdF3JOsEI/AAAAAAAABJg/aKColm6NygE/s320/balls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501460406348984386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HDR and miniature-effect..... not much to say....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-4199979952095281932?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/4199979952095281932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=4199979952095281932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/4199979952095281932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/4199979952095281932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2010/08/try-try-try.html' title='Try try try...............'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/TFkd7gY1XxI/AAAAAAAABKg/cdaWDU20S50/s72-c/markettoys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-7985693877503058923</id><published>2010-04-06T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T10:17:06.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLASH OF THE TITANS a Louis Leterrier film</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S7skO7vcI-I/AAAAAAAABJA/u590g0XuttY/s1600/Clash-of-the-Titans-Photo-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456995212462924770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S7skO7vcI-I/AAAAAAAABJA/u590g0XuttY/s320/Clash-of-the-Titans-Photo-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is the siiiiiiyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeettttttttttttt!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Perseus was one of my childhood heroes, Sam Worthington pulled it off. I even used his character with our role-playing game using dice to determine your attacks and what not back in the day. The RPG that we played was all manual, all imagination which I believe was the roots of what RPG is today via PC Games. That's another story though. I was amazed with Greek Mythology the first time I got a taste of it(12 labors of Heracles). Only in myth we can rebel and fight with Gods in the flesh, not that I'm suggesting, talk about self expression. He was known for beheading Medusa and used the decapitated head as weapon to kill the sea monster a.k.a the Kraken. I was dreaming of seeing this in the big screen and now with the advancement of film-making, I know I'm lucky. Sure, there was this 1981 clash of the titans, but with the help of CGI, it'll be as close as the real deal. There are several critics for sure, but as a kid by heart as I am, can't help but enjoy this one. It's an action packed one, and this is what's expected to an epic film like this one. I highly recommend this especially to kids, but make sure to read some books about it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIDBITS: Io played by Gemma Arterton(Bond Girl) is somewhat have the looks of Anne Curtis. Also, Hades played by Ralph Fiennes whom I was impressed with his role, looks like Fieldy of Korn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-7985693877503058923?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/7985693877503058923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=7985693877503058923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/7985693877503058923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/7985693877503058923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2010/04/clash-of-titans-louis-leterrier-film.html' title='CLASH OF THE TITANS a Louis Leterrier film'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S7skO7vcI-I/AAAAAAAABJA/u590g0XuttY/s72-c/Clash-of-the-Titans-Photo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-7395180333704894702</id><published>2010-03-27T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T05:09:38.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testing 1,2,3.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b8868941bfad5bbd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8868941bfad5bbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331880902%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79A755E10B64B78A657CF81343734978B57E4E18.7FF8E9966D734DF099DF123200E16A174E09D9B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8868941bfad5bbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1rlCdHJRE_ZkF2UELpSJZz5PXnM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db8868941bfad5bbd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331880902%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79A755E10B64B78A657CF81343734978B57E4E18.7FF8E9966D734DF099DF123200E16A174E09D9B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db8868941bfad5bbd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1rlCdHJRE_ZkF2UELpSJZz5PXnM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of individuals decided to do some covers and perform just to itch the itch. Songs from their heroes which plays a vital part on their musical birth. They were originally part of a group sans another individual which is incidentally a buddy of ours. But that's another story to tell. Songs from Pearl Jam, STP, Incubus, Radiohead and the likes in an acoustic vibe. We never had an acoustic set before aside from the drinking sessions which everybody else does. And the fact that we haven't played together in a while adds to the excitement. I guess we still have to look for a place to play that will accept our lineup. It's not for the money, it's really the feel. The feel of performing and the feel of loving the music. The video shown was part of our stint in a bar somewhere. High times to my brohims John, Jimmy and Jonathan. Testing 1.2.3 - test tube&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-7395180333704894702?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/7395180333704894702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=7395180333704894702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/7395180333704894702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/7395180333704894702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2010/03/testing-123.html' title='testing 1,2,3.........'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-8995963973344879560</id><published>2010-03-27T03:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T05:22:50.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black and white - NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63l0f5yAKI/AAAAAAAABI4/ErSdJ3KrncY/s1600/teriyaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63l0f5yAKI/AAAAAAAABI4/ErSdJ3KrncY/s320/teriyaki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453267413895348386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63lz1q4-CI/AAAAAAAABIw/ZHh-Cf4DmTg/s1600/laing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63lz1q4-CI/AAAAAAAABIw/ZHh-Cf4DmTg/s320/laing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453267402558601250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63lzUmDY7I/AAAAAAAABIo/H5F_zp-6pWs/s1600/bokehlistic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63lzUmDY7I/AAAAAAAABIo/H5F_zp-6pWs/s320/bokehlistic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453267393679942578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63lynrdqHI/AAAAAAAABIg/soDak7k1EEY/s1600/bulak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63lynrdqHI/AAAAAAAABIg/soDak7k1EEY/s320/bulak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453267381623040114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selective color is what its referred to, not really a fan of editing but sometimes to bring out something new, modification is the key. Let the photo speak for itself, less writing less mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-8995963973344879560?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/8995963973344879560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=8995963973344879560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/8995963973344879560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/8995963973344879560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2010/03/selective-color-is-what-its-referred-to.html' title='black and white - NOT'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S63l0f5yAKI/AAAAAAAABI4/ErSdJ3KrncY/s72-c/teriyaki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-6689288312807482657</id><published>2010-03-21T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T02:54:27.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still reflections......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrWESTCKI/AAAAAAAABHg/ih-hE29Qgo8/s1600-h/DSC_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrWESTCKI/AAAAAAAABHg/ih-hE29Qgo8/s320/DSC_0416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451021688341989538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrVnWvmuI/AAAAAAAABHY/IT_hXnU38uE/s1600-h/DSC_0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrVnWvmuI/AAAAAAAABHY/IT_hXnU38uE/s320/DSC_0688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451021680576010978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrU6a72XI/AAAAAAAABHQ/lmr1gxWYCWs/s1600-h/DSC_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrU6a72XI/AAAAAAAABHQ/lmr1gxWYCWs/s320/DSC_0664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451021668513995122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrUUGbS2I/AAAAAAAABHI/qSKIzxtps20/s1600-h/DSC_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrUUGbS2I/AAAAAAAABHI/qSKIzxtps20/s320/DSC_0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451021658227428194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrTxkkz5I/AAAAAAAABHA/nTwshYS2fe4/s1600-h/DSC_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrTxkkz5I/AAAAAAAABHA/nTwshYS2fe4/s320/DSC_0631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451021648958640018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I've got to get my writing habits back. These past months have been a struggling and stressful era. I guess I'm just overwhelmed over sorts of things and hopefully I can adjust, for one I got to make it a choice. Well, this is one of my escapes from the real world. Every photos has a story behind it, making it valuable and interesting to one who took the shot. Using a Nikon D5000 and its kit lens. Here are those shots........... I guess this is a start of many parts.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-6689288312807482657?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/6689288312807482657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=6689288312807482657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/6689288312807482657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/6689288312807482657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-reflections.html' title='still reflections......'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XrWESTCKI/AAAAAAAABHg/ih-hE29Qgo8/s72-c/DSC_0416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-2688734151081882520</id><published>2009-06-25T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:24:19.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the pain...... allergen....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SkOVTKcxqrI/AAAAAAAABDk/fdZxQ1R1OHg/s1600-h/allergy02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351284938701384370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SkOVTKcxqrI/AAAAAAAABDk/fdZxQ1R1OHg/s320/allergy02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learned about allergy during our elementary class, my teacher once said that it doesn't have any cure...... Damn...... I had my first encounter with it during my teens... Let's just say that all the signs and symptoms of allergies, I have endured them..... I'm saying that, to be in that state is not satisfying.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to post the things below in case I lost my lilliputian paper..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Common Non-Steroidal Anti-Inflammatory Drugs(NSAIDS)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naproxen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ketoprofen&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Diclofenac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ketorolac&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Piroxicam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nimesulide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;COX-2 Inhibitors(celecoxib,etoricoxib)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Metronidazole(for blood in the stool)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Clindamycin(hydrochloride-Zindal cap300) for sore throat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actonaze nasal spray -Allergic Rhinitis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For Emergency:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Epinephrine and Benadryl 50mg &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other than the above classifications, I will not dare take.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to Dr. M. de Vera of St. Lukes, life saver indeed......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-2688734151081882520?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/2688734151081882520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=2688734151081882520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/2688734151081882520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/2688734151081882520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2009/06/feel-pain-allergen.html' title='feel the pain...... allergen....'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SkOVTKcxqrI/AAAAAAAABDk/fdZxQ1R1OHg/s72-c/allergy02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-5307286411766176094</id><published>2009-06-04T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:12:19.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace YO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SifyAFFLBlI/AAAAAAAABDc/swr0tIz0MiM/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SifyAFFLBlI/AAAAAAAABDc/swr0tIz0MiM/s320/Image049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505566076175954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/Sifx_2TqukI/AAAAAAAABDU/trHDi8gayu8/s1600-h/Image048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/Sifx_2TqukI/AAAAAAAABDU/trHDi8gayu8/s320/Image048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505562110442050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took some time, I just need to tell something about this. Better late than never is a saying I don't fully believed in but here I am.... We already know that FrancisM succumbed from cancer, AML to be exact. This guy is a jack of all trades, and has a mastery of the skills he has. He is the Master Rapper but the craftmanship that he has made him the Master of the other skills he has in his own right. Talk about directing, photography, painting, as a tv hosts, etc. He pioneered rap music in our country, and crossed the boundaries of music thus fusion of rock and rap was born. He is truly an artist. With all of the accolades he received, what stands out is the fatherhood in him. May you rest in peace man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the side....&lt;br /&gt;I remember during the release of Freeman album, I immediately got myself a cassette copy. No lyrics in the album and to get it, guess what.. snail mail. It was all worth it, the lyrics copy was printed in a paper and with it is a postcard of FM and the Hardware syndrome cross-dressed. It was printed in paper I guess to let me know he is using a pc to print it. Check this out, it was circa 95, I dont even got a pc back then....&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was a contest in a radio station, up for grabs is a limited edition happy battle t-shirt. To get a hold of it, you have to sing an excerpt from the carrier single "Lab Song". Since I know the song, I called and luckily got in. I sang on air and won the contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, Francism has been part of my growing up years. We even covered some if not many of his songs.&lt;br /&gt;He deserved a leaf, the least I can do to say thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-5307286411766176094?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/5307286411766176094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=5307286411766176094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/5307286411766176094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/5307286411766176094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2009/06/peace-yo.html' title='Peace YO!'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SifyAFFLBlI/AAAAAAAABDc/swr0tIz0MiM/s72-c/Image049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-382939966569328960</id><published>2009-04-23T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:09:11.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the one that haunts.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SfBoliXJrNI/AAAAAAAABCM/z7SebEccVu8/s1600-h/Obsessive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327873353267653842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SfBoliXJrNI/AAAAAAAABCM/z7SebEccVu8/s320/Obsessive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dark days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years, visibly during my childhood days, it's like a shadow that haunts me. I didn't realize how I acted such, i thought it's nothing out of the ordinary. I don't even know what it's called or don't even know if I needed medical attention. I felt disturbed and helpless knowing that I cannot escape the tremors. The haunting becomes unbearable, it's like an addiction that I cannot control. I had a hard time living the so called everyday life. It has to be multiple times, repetitive, redundant, it is a sick feeling. I am trapped. It's like shouting without a sound, eyes that won't blink. How can it end?&lt;br /&gt;I kept it to myself, though my brother noticed and made fun out of it. I felt desperate.&lt;br /&gt;He had seen me closed the door several times until it was perfect, turned the lights off until the switch won't create a sound. If he pushes me, I even have to ask him to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also obsessed in washing my hands. Especially when doing chores, from the start to in between and when its done. I want everything in order but the surroundings doesn't fit the way I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I felt abashed............. chagrined to what's happening to me...... it could be just a personality or maybe a disorder.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovery.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine life without television, our immediate connection to the world of information. What I'm pointing out is awareness. I glanced and came upon this tv show, they've shown a video of patients who are characterized with thoughts of intrusion and resulting to compulsive behavior so called OCD. Bam! Alas! I am not alone..... I am suprised that there are severe cases, I thought I got the worst. Thankful or sourgraping, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset, in gradual motion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I have this curse, I tried not to be affected. It's like mind over matter. Man! I have to enjoy life which took place in my childhood to late teens. I have reached the point where I just told myself, this has to end if not immediate, gradually. I became lackadaisical, even with this disorder, laziness bites. I got tired of it. Now, I just laughed at myself whenever it haunts me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who have this curse(OCD), it is hard I know, we just have to breathe deeply and realize that there are lots of things to do. We can be functional if we want. It's more of wanting not to want this. It haunts but at the end, its up to us..... just get tired of it and you'll be fine. Divert your attention into something that will help your personality grow. Get up, there are lots of things out there to discover...........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-382939966569328960?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/382939966569328960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=382939966569328960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/382939966569328960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/382939966569328960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-that-haunts.html' title='the one that haunts.....'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SfBoliXJrNI/AAAAAAAABCM/z7SebEccVu8/s72-c/Obsessive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-939062735430116625</id><published>2008-08-30T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T15:38:36.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Erased No More......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SLnL4rHkxTI/AAAAAAAAAtE/sng8VHSeeaU/s1600-h/eheads.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240443815929890098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SLnL4rHkxTI/AAAAAAAAAtE/sng8VHSeeaU/s320/eheads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pilipinas here they come. Today marked a historic event in the field of Pinoy Music. The much anticipated reunion concert A.K.A. as "The band of the 90's", who can forget the immortal Eraserheads. Well, sadly I wasn't a part of that event. I envy you all earthlings who get a taste of the fruitcake. The closest I can get is the ever dependable youtube. Man, I really can't believe that you can put the fab 4 in the same room even on the stage playing together as a unit. It's unbelievable if not amazing. All I can do is sit in the office for work, finish my task the earliest possible and watch the videos(hehehehe). I tell you, I got goosebumps when they played Alapaap as their intro(plus the countdown, their old pics and the fireworks). I know the feeling was nostalgic for everybody, and lucky are those who get to see them play for the first time because most are kids way back. I was able to watch them before in a university gig but this was dramatic. Though it was cut short after their first set(supposed to be two). It was announced by Ely's sister(trivia: she was part who sang styrosnow in their fruitcake album) that the concert will be cut short. She said that Ely was suffering from severe emotional stress. My hats off to Ely to still be present on the concert despite of the unexpected passing of his mom. I just hope that everything will be a ok. And I hope and I know everyone does, that there will be a repeat. Get well soon Ely and also to Francism. Long Live EHEADS....... if you are to ask me about the concert details, huwag mo nang itanong punta ka na lng sa tindahan ni Aling nena...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-939062735430116625?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/939062735430116625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=939062735430116625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/939062735430116625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/939062735430116625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/08/erased-no-more.html' title='Erased No More......'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SLnL4rHkxTI/AAAAAAAAAtE/sng8VHSeeaU/s72-c/eheads.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-2030349178880866836</id><published>2008-08-12T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:51.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lefties Unite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SKJZR4-S0HI/AAAAAAAAAs8/jI0SZtsJlIs/s1600-h/lefty.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233843880844251250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SKJZR4-S0HI/AAAAAAAAAs8/jI0SZtsJlIs/s320/lefty.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe Left behind, can be left alone, left without a trace, doesn't eat leftovers, people in the leftwing, leftcetera leftcetera leftcetera....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much left to say, today(Manila Time) is LEFTHANDERS' DAY!!!! This is a special day for us Lefties so let's unite. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm in a very good company of left-handers that have excelled in many fields. To name a few of the achievers, here are some: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leonardo Da Vinci (Artist) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sir McCartney (Musician, Beatles member) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jim Carrey (Actor) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angelina Jolie (Actress) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt Groening (Creator of Simpsons) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;James Cameron (Film Director) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Billy Corgan (frontman of Smashing Pumpkins) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kurt Cobain (late great frontman of Nirvana) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the list goes on...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.lefthandersday.com/ &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SJg__4L3c6I/AAAAAAAAAss/0Se0zuh11bY/s1600-h/club_anim.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-2030349178880866836?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/2030349178880866836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=2030349178880866836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/2030349178880866836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/2030349178880866836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/08/lefties-unite_12.html' title='Lefties Unite'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SKJZR4-S0HI/AAAAAAAAAs8/jI0SZtsJlIs/s72-c/lefty.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-2655123034468106146</id><published>2008-07-30T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:52.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>need a truss-worthy tecnician......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SJFrzlFC1WI/AAAAAAAAAr0/3Nl4AhqEH8g/s1600-h/truss_rod_nut.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229079176224626018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SJFrzlFC1WI/AAAAAAAAAr0/3Nl4AhqEH8g/s320/truss_rod_nut.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while since I've used my precious black hearse(bass guitar) with band accompaniment because of everybody's excuse, tight schedules. I had moments with it to get my fingers in check i.e. finger style, playing along with a track and what-not. We had a scheduled practice last week and to find out that it has back-bowed. Damn! It ruined my night and my focus on the practice. To make matters worse, I didn't get to use it. Wasted time tuning it and wasted effort because it is heavy man. To save the day, the new drummer(rayman) offered their bass guitar. Though it wasn't a show, the practice must go on. Incidentally, it was rayman's first jam with us to get a taste of what we are about. Rayman is currently a member of another band but that's another story to tell. I am not sure what happened to it, Sherwin(yeah2) told me it's because of the climate or humidity. It may have an effect since it was backed by Randel. There are two things what guitar scientist think that caused the neck to bend. First, the tension of the strings pulling the neck upward. And lastly, the truss rod pulling the neck backward. So what I did, I take it out of it's coffin and placed it in a guitar stand. I remember, with my old bass it did return to a straight position after few days. But this time, VOILA! "vwalang nangyari". I know something has to be configured this time. Probably the truss rod(metal rod inside the neck of the bass) . Though there are several articles in the web that teaches truss rod adjustments, I am bit anxious doing it. It's like "I don't truss myself" adjusting it. Wrong move may cause the neck to snap which may lead to a broken neck. That will hurt. The straightness of the neck is called relief, so it is a relief on my part that our practice was cancelled. As of presstime, I am still looking for a technician....... this time it's not hell yeah, it's HELP YEAH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-2655123034468106146?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/2655123034468106146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=2655123034468106146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/2655123034468106146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/2655123034468106146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/07/need-truss-worthy-tecnician.html' title='need a truss-worthy tecnician......'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SJFrzlFC1WI/AAAAAAAAAr0/3Nl4AhqEH8g/s72-c/truss_rod_nut.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-8542981569010939688</id><published>2008-07-29T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:52.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heads up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SI7GKMI74RI/AAAAAAAAAro/stidtno5ouY/s1600-h/ultratop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228334095783420178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SI7GKMI74RI/AAAAAAAAAro/stidtno5ouY/s320/ultratop.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(this was yesterday's piece) While GMA is blabbing her mouth at Batasan might as well write something I have in my head.... i guess everyone hoped that she states what is truth...that's why it's called state of the nation address...since there are lot of hopefuls saying "sona puro katotohanan ang sabihin"...but one thing i am sure about, heads are headed up for a one night only reunion concert.... happening this August 30th...this will also be a reunion of the fans and maybe people who lived while they are at the peak of their success....i maybe be lucky because I was one those...although I wasn't hooked up at first when I heard "Ligaya" way back in high school....it sounded different and pinoy....I was listening to pantera, pearl jam, metallica, nirvana and the likes that's why I wasn't "elib" at first...the funny thing is, it took Pare ko and Toyang to get my face in U-turn direction.... i saw their album with parental advisory sticker, that triggers my consciousness... during that era, usually band albums tagged with that advisory are the heavy ones...of course with the profanity of their songs and what not..... so I listened and found out that "diba tang-ina" is the reason why.... but what really glued me is.... their songs are somehow like a soundtrack of life back then....especially circus and cutterpillow... it's like every year they had an album..... so that time the not "elib" turned into "hanep pala si ElyB"..... my classmates were influenced so we formed a band in school.... and the rest of the story.... well it's history.... so this August 30th, it will happen.... thanks to the millions of pesos deposited..... like a fruitcake, they took the bite and it's alright.... the heads aren't easily erased....they are back just for a night.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-8542981569010939688?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/8542981569010939688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=8542981569010939688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/8542981569010939688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/8542981569010939688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/07/heads-up.html' title='heads up!!!'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SI7GKMI74RI/AAAAAAAAAro/stidtno5ouY/s72-c/ultratop.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-6506327951165489202</id><published>2008-07-17T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:52.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8hU7KHbrI/AAAAAAAAArU/rD1MCXbHLk8/s1600-h/incubus164wp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223930736134287026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8hU7KHbrI/AAAAAAAAArU/rD1MCXbHLk8/s320/incubus164wp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"anaesthesia"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of the pain I denied to feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am out of control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when figured out its you crystal clear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hard to let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;once inside my circle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;flows deep within&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unable to handle, I'm a cripple &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am unsure of the happiness you'll bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only in dreams, captured is my sanity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plotted in our hands, outline of our lives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;left without a choice, my sacrifice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this love for you isnt pain after all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's the pain that cleanse my blood and soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what's holding you back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time is not on our side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what's holding us back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will find you in the next life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-6506327951165489202?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/6506327951165489202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=6506327951165489202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/6506327951165489202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/6506327951165489202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/07/anaesthesia-i-have-no-control-of-pain-i.html' title=''/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8hU7KHbrI/AAAAAAAAArU/rD1MCXbHLk8/s72-c/incubus164wp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-7363756410219480016</id><published>2008-07-17T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:52.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exposed......expired......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8gJc1CXXI/AAAAAAAAArM/R2Qs00NLNBA/s1600-h/prod_banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223929439502622066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8gJc1CXXI/AAAAAAAAArM/R2Qs00NLNBA/s320/prod_banner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st Gig @ Timog........&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would be our 1st and last gig, although we're still on hiatus mode. We had 2 line-up gigs that did not push-thru because of internal issues. Anyway, that's another story. We played our 3 originals on our set and I can say it's good but not quite good because there are details that we did not execute. But it's a blast to have your creation be heard by others, well for me that's a feat. If you want to take a glimpse of it, you just search "placentido" at youtube and be a witness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-7363756410219480016?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/7363756410219480016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=7363756410219480016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/7363756410219480016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/7363756410219480016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/07/exposedexpired.html' title='exposed......expired......'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8gJc1CXXI/AAAAAAAAArM/R2Qs00NLNBA/s72-c/prod_banner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-7661071697662565534</id><published>2008-07-17T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:52.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>treatment to a disease.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8fXX7KRfI/AAAAAAAAArE/wYLZkNjPIfY/s1600-h/psyche1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223928579192669682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8fXX7KRfI/AAAAAAAAArE/wYLZkNjPIfY/s320/psyche1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let it out or let it in???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The greatest denial is our own self. Greatest pretender with the best acting ability. It is indeed ourselves. When it comes to dealing with difficulties, coping with stress, handling personal problems, and the list goes on..... I guess we are the best in hiding them away behind those facials... they say it takes more muscle to frown and fewer to smile, not beyond the point since it will be easier to smile even with dilemmas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we prefer to keep them inside the vault, we still have to let it out. Generally we seek our friends comfort and advise to have a positive feeling. Besides, that's what friends are for, assurance that they are always there when in trouble. Many, seek divine intervention for signs and believing that it's something that they can handle. Worse, some use vices as resort. These are the ones who have difficulties with acceptance. Nevertheless, we find ways on how to ease the burden so as to feel that we are not alone deserted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another thing to consider is to seek professional help. I really dig this thing although I haven't tried one yet, for the reason that the person(psychiatrist/psychologist) doesn't know you personally. And the assurance that all the things you have belted out during the consultation will be well kept. Aside from that, the advise will be not be biased since the doctor has no relation to you at all. It will be on an experts point of view, fair and professional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Problems are problems and they keep on coming. It's like a disease that afflicts us and has an effect to our entire being. That's what keeps us alive to have this feeling. It is overwhelming but we have to keep our mind straight and emotions checked. Just like any other disease, it can be treated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-7661071697662565534?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/7661071697662565534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=7661071697662565534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/7661071697662565534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/7661071697662565534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/07/treatment-to-disease.html' title='treatment to a disease.......'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8fXX7KRfI/AAAAAAAAArE/wYLZkNjPIfY/s72-c/psyche1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-1020778266553262027</id><published>2008-07-17T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:52.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>low end......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8do626RQI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XHj8ODiq88o/s1600-h/DSC01818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223926681604605186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8do626RQI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XHj8ODiq88o/s320/DSC01818.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Squier Deluxe Jazz Bass 5-string Active&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find refuge when were at our deepest depths, when were on the receiving end of the hardest blows. It put us in great distress. In this scenes, some do something about it, some meek and others don't even care. Well, I get my recourse in this type of situations with my Low-End. I dig deeper, I embrace the depths of its tone. Okay, I am just talking about my Black Hearse type Bass guitar. I got it last year on the exact day the NU Rock Awards took place. I really dig the Jazz bass because of its built and its tone is superb. One thing I like about it is, it fits to any type of music you play or maybe its just me. This is one hardware I am going to keep although I really GAS for Fenders. Since this is a 5-string bass, my rate for this stuff is 5 out of 5.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-1020778266553262027?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/1020778266553262027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=1020778266553262027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/1020778266553262027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/1020778266553262027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/07/low-end.html' title='low end......'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8do626RQI/AAAAAAAAAq8/XHj8ODiq88o/s72-c/DSC01818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5217528151282220035.post-2860737934603378477</id><published>2008-07-17T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:53.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>defunct? not yet....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8ayb8HNsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Vn1j2rcVdFA/s1600-h/DSC07203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223923546568734402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8ayb8HNsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Vn1j2rcVdFA/s320/DSC07203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8Z9YF8PFI/AAAAAAAAAqs/5pF2th2vCVM/s1600-h/DSC07203.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To start off, i just wanted to post 2 of my not-so-many writings. I was ecstatic because this will be part in my song-creating what-not. It really is a challenge, getting the right melodies to fit with the emotions. I had my share in creating originals although my part is to construct bass lines on my other band, but that's another story. I did not follow any rules(is there such) I just let the leaf fly. We haven't recorded the pieces because we didn't reached the point of hitting the studios which is unfortunate. Here it is..... centido it is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;balat-kayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nakakulong sa isang paraiso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hindi maintindihan bakit nagkaganito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ang nadaramang pagsuyo&lt;br /&gt;Iniwan nag-iisa, nakapikit aking mga mata, sino ang nagdusa………..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gulong gulo ang aking mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hilong hilo sa kakaisip syo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ikaw, nagbigay s'kin ng ilaw, sa daan ng ako'y naligaw, mundo ay nagunaw....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sinaktan mo pa rin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ako, inalay ang buhay ko, nagising na sa totoo...dinurog ang puso ko.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hindi nagtagal, bigla namang lumayo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hindi mawari, bumagsak aking mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ang nadaramang pagsuyo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pag-ibig na inaasam, inakalang mapagmasdan, sino ang nasaktan......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shades of Gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stars are gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Numb in a cold dark night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i may be done... not like a stone....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;destiny will guide me through the light..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been waiting all along&lt;br /&gt;torn between from right or wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't escape it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't fight it........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the light that shine upon my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have shed all doubts yet i don't understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fear is just an air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nobody wants its scent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am shaking, maybe grasping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deafening yet silent, shades of gray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5217528151282220035-2860737934603378477?l=echoestrophic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/feeds/2860737934603378477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5217528151282220035&amp;postID=2860737934603378477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/2860737934603378477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5217528151282220035/posts/default/2860737934603378477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://echoestrophic.blogspot.com/2008/07/piece-of-sheet.html' title='defunct? not yet....'/><author><name>paul.bacx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00862250750684944545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/S6XlHU2AcPI/AAAAAAAABGg/lHzKrBtnGHI/S220/DSC_1297.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uCurBZxVqdA/SH8ayb8HNsI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Vn1j2rcVdFA/s72-c/DSC07203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
